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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Key: B
[Intro]
G
When you're lost, even summer's gettin' cold
Em D C
That the road ahead will bring you home one day
G
So hurry home, hearin' echos in your head
Em D C
Won't you loose your chains, and cry out My Name
Em D C
So long so long to your bottles and your friends
Em D C
Wave goodbye you've done all you can
Em D C
Take your time you know it's not the end
[Verse 1]
G
Jack is going crazy he's been losing his grip
Em
Sipping on the bottles gettin' drunk was his trick
C
Nobody knows what he's been told
D
Nobody knows what he's been
G
He wants to get out from all the pain that he's in
Em
Running from the boys in blue wasn't his thing
C
Nobody knows what he's been told
D
only God knows where he's been
[Chorus]
G Em
When you are crazy, sipping on whiskey
C D
He's not afraid of, He's not afraid of You
G Em
When all is fallin', while my heart's breaking
C D G
I'm coming home to, I'm coming home to You.
[Verse 2]
G
Livin' the life, he munches bread from the ground
Em
Pickin' up his suitcase, sleeping town to town
C
Nobody knows where he's been to
D
Nobody knows where he's been
G
No way no way he's going back to where he came from
Em
Always always, finding love in places all wrong
C D
Nobody knows what he's been told, only God where he's been
[Chorus]
G Em
When you are crazy, sipping on whiskey
C D
He's not afraid of, He's not afraid of You
G Em
When all is fallin', while my heart's breaking
C D G
I'm coming home to, I'm coming home to You.
[Bridge]
G
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
Em
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
C
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
D
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
G
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
Em
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
C D
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
G
I'm coming home..
[Chorus]
Em
I'm coming home to
D
I'm coming home to
C D G
I'm coming home to, I'm coming home to You.
[Intro]
G
When you're lost, even summer's gettin' cold
Em D C
That the road ahead will bring you home one day
G
So hurry home, hearin' echos in your head
Em D C
Won't you loose your chains, and cry out My Name
Em D C
So long so long to your bottles and your friends
Em D C
Wave goodbye you've done all you can
Em D C
Take your time you know it's not the end
[Verse 1]
G
Jack is going crazy he's been losing his grip
Em
Sipping on the bottles gettin' drunk was his trick
C
Nobody knows what he's been told
D
Nobody knows what he's been
G
He wants to get out from all the pain that he's in
Em
Running from the boys in blue wasn't his thing
C
Nobody knows what he's been told
D
only God knows where he's been
[Chorus]
G Em
When you are crazy, sipping on whiskey
C D
He's not afraid of, He's not afraid of You
G Em
When all is fallin', while my heart's breaking
C D G
I'm coming home to, I'm coming home to You.
[Verse 2]
G
Livin' the life, he munches bread from the ground
Em
Pickin' up his suitcase, sleeping town to town
C
Nobody knows where he's been to
D
Nobody knows where he's been
G
No way no way he's going back to where he came from
Em
Always always, finding love in places all wrong
C D
Nobody knows what he's been told, only God where he's been
[Chorus]
G Em
When you are crazy, sipping on whiskey
C D
He's not afraid of, He's not afraid of You
G Em
When all is fallin', while my heart's breaking
C D G
I'm coming home to, I'm coming home to You.
[Bridge]
G
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
Em
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
C
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
D
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
G
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
Em
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
C D
I'm coming home, I'm coming home are ya
G
I'm coming home..
[Chorus]
Em
I'm coming home to
D
I'm coming home to
C D G
I'm coming home to, I'm coming home to You.
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Scarling.
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Schanzenbach
ScheinFrei?
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Schiller